Chapter 289: Love is like flowing water and is easy to wither

I would like to commemorate a withered relationship with this article......

I still haven't been able to complete the task of the two shifts for a long time, and I apologize.

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After Fang Zisheng left, the land behind the mountains became a two-person world for Fang Xing and Su Jin that no one disturbed.

Fang Xing turned around and went back a little fast, revealing a trace of eagerness in his heart. The time for him to talk to Fang Zisheng had dragged on for too long, and he was a little worried that it would make Su Jin and others anxious.

Walking back quickly, the man was still there, her delicate figure was so eye-catching, and her quiet appearance covered all the disturbing scenes around her. It seemed that everything around him had become blurred, and only this outstanding figure fell into Fang Xing's eyes.

From time to time, she stood quietly gazing at the beautiful scenery of the mountains, and often walked around to pick up the remnants of flowers all over the ground, or gently supported the innocent and destroyed buds on the green branches. Countless red, purple or pale pink remnants were picked up from the dust by her jade fingers and carefully piled together. The fertile, dark earth, was silent, as if a group of mourners in black gowns had come to watch the beautiful woman bury the fallen flowers of the fortress with her own hands.

The woman's face was tranquil, and there was a calming power floating on her body. I don't hurt because of the flowers, but I love the scenery.

At this moment, the quiet and vibrant willow spring breeze, with the scent of green leaves and the fragrance of bright red buds, surrounded her, all creatures are so beautiful, so peaceful and tranquil. Under her management, the scenery here is far from the cruelty of the Great War, away from the intrigue between the families, and everything is returned to nature.

Fang Xing couldn't bear to destroy this beauty, and when his vision touched this scene, he couldn't help but stop. Looking at it, even if the flowers were once invaded by dust, they still exude a vivid color of life under the bustling sun. And the hands that pick up flowers and bury flowers, in the sun, are as white as jade and moist as jade, which makes people can't help but want to hold it tightly and let it melt in the body......

The hurried pace had already reached his ears, and Su Jin also knew about Fang Xing's arrival. She put down a petal in her hand, looked at the remnants of flowers and fallen leaves piled up in front of her, and suddenly sighed, "It's a pity." The beautiful scenery of the back mountain, which was originally blooming quietly, was suddenly intruded by us. After a big battle, it ended up withering and ruined. If we had met in a different place, or this piece of flower scenery would not have suffered such a fate. ”

It is a state of mind, a sensuality peculiar to a woman, which is particularly revealed when a woman is soft.

When Fang Xing heard this, he stepped forward and responded loudly: "If there was no previous battle, there would still be a fire raging in the Blood Sea Flame Prison in a few days, and this spring light in the garden would eventually wither and be broken. It's just that when we meet here today, the beauty of their blooming and blooming will be passed on through what we see and feel, rather than silently letting this beauty disappear into the years. ”

This is another state of mind, a kind of man's rationality with a kind of ambition to forge ahead, only when men are high-spirited, it will be particularly obvious.

Su Jin and Fang Xing's words, although they sounded inexplicably strange and abrupt, but in fact, it was this pair of men and women who were expounding each other's life concepts. Just like the business cards that Fang Xing distributed when people met in his previous life, they introduced each other and distributed them, which can reveal the basic information of this person. Even this conversation between the two revealed more information than what was introduced in the business card, after all, what was introduced in the business card was only dead things such as names and positions, but what the two of them were talking about at the moment was each other's worldview, values and outlook on life.

There is a saying that 'smells the fragrance and knows the woman', and sometimes it can also be said that 'the voice knows the person' - from the words of the person, you can also know a person's personality.

When Su Jin heard Fang Xing's answer, her beautiful neck suddenly twisted slightly, and she turned her head to look at him. She is a wise person, when she heard Fang Xing's words before, she just had a slight change of mind, and she felt from the words that Fang Xing was filled with a kind of self-confidence, self-improvement, and pride in daring to struggle. That's good, like a heroic boy would say, but could this kind of self-confidence be a kind of arrogance? - She would love to know about that.

So, she raised her eyebrows again and asked, "Do you think that the purpose of flowers is to show people?" As he spoke, the eyes in his two eyes were as bright as a bright moon, bright and hee, but not dazzling.

It's a question that has a myriad of meanings, as if asking, 'Do you think women are born to be dependent on men?' It's as if asking, 'Do you think everything in the world should revolve around peopleβ€”or around you?' ’

Fang Xing is not a stupid person, and even because of the relationship between the two lives, his understanding of this worldview involving the philosophical category is even more thorough than Su Jin thought.

Qi refining and cultivating, when you have time, you are refining your mind and cultivating your nature.

In fact, in the hundreds of years of confinement in the Qingluo Glaze Realm when he first came to the Qingluo Glass Realm, Fang Xing would also think about these seemingly boring but even more boring questions from time to time. At the time, I didn't think it would do anything. However, when he stepped into the path of Qi refining and cultivation, he suddenly found that these previous thoughts were of great help to his stable and firm state of mind.

At this moment, hearing Su Jin's words, he immediately knew what he meant. Fang Xing also intends to show part of his thoughts, so that the woman in front of him can understand himself better, and at the same time, let himself know her better. So, after smiling slightly, he shook his head slightly, "Of course not." Flowers are flowers, people are people. No matter whether there is someone or not, the flowers will still bloom and fall. So, of course, the purpose of the flowers is not to be seen. ”

Just as Su Jin showed her jaw and seemed to agree with his words, she listened to Fang Xing's words and said something again. And this passage seems more and more bizarre and tongue-twisting.

However, for some people, the human eye can look at the flowers because of the situation, obtain the artistic conception that the flowers bloom and fall into, and even give birth to a power that can move themselves. Therefore, the bloom of flowers is for those who watch the flowers - it is precisely because of people that flowers will be beautiful and fragrant. All this is because the life of flowers is innate, and beauty and fragrance are the feelings that people give to them! ”

In fact, Fang Xing hasn't finished this passage yet, and there are still many meanings that he can't say because of communication problems. If he wasn't afraid of making the other party stunned, he really wanted to pull the other party to talk about a bunch of philosophical questions such as 'subjective', 'objective', 'natural attributes' and 'social attributes'. However, even though Fang Xing had tried to be as simple as possible, this passage still seemed a little profound.

When Su Jin was using words to inquire about Fang Xing and wanted to know what Fang Xing's personality was, why wasn't Fang Xing using these words to test her? Therefore, he also hoped that the woman in front of him could understand this passage.

After Fang Xing finished saying this, he stared at the face of the woman opposite, and after a pause, he stopped speaking. And after Su Jin heard Fang Xing's words, she frowned slightly unnoticed at first, as if Fang Xing's tongue twister surprised her a little. Immediately, her starry eyes suddenly widened, as if she had thought about the meaning that had not been explained in Fang Xing's words.

Gradually, a touch of joy climbed up her eyebrows, and she gave a salute, "San Lang is talented, and the words hide the voice of gold and jade." The little woman bowed. With a smile in her eyes, she really understood Fang Xing's words.

Fang Xing's eyebrows were also full of smiles, and he suddenly had a feeling of meeting a soulmate. Just laughed, but suddenly there was silence. It's not because of anything else, it's just that I suddenly don't know what to say, and I seem to have a thousand words on my lips, but I can't say a word. It's because they're too close to each other and too strange.

That's right! - Fang Xing and Su Jin can only be said to be a pair of strangers who are familiar with each other. The two of them have had an image of her and him in their hearts who have been thinking about her and longing for a long time. When we meet this time, we can feel that the person who appears in front of us is very much in line with the image of the longing in my heart.

As a result, a sense of closeness still arises, and the little secret between them makes the relationship between the two people heat up rapidly, and they have a feeling of confidant. However, whether all this is love at first sight or long-awaited for a long time, after all, it is just an emotional obscurantism, a psychological feeling generated by a longing that time has stored in each other's hearts.

Just like looking at people through gauze, the good feelings brought by hazy are always easy to be born and easy to destroy. The relationship between two people is, after all, made up of the accumulation of little things in life. Otherwise, this favor will not be able to keep until the moment when the flowers bloom and the fruits fall, and it will only collapse like a castle piled up with scattered sand, and then quietly slide down from the fingers between the palms like a bow of cold water.

Fang Xing was a human being, immature and full of fantasy in some aspects of his emotions, but in many other places he was very mature and steady, even pure reason. On the one hand, he has considerable expectations and fantasies about love, longing that there will really be a dream lover in reality, and there will be a perfect love between them; On the other hand, it is extremely realistic, and there is a great suspicion that there is only a beautiful love with the legend, and there is no such thing at all.

It is precisely because of this ambivalence that he really doesn't know what to say when facing the woman in front of him. When two people get along, it seems that everything is so full of expectations, making people feel that a beautiful love will come to each other as soon as they stretch out their hands.

However, when I think about it and look at all this, I will feel that everything is so boring again, as if there is a voice in my heart that reminds me sensibly and coldly - 'There is no such thing as beautiful love at all, and all feelings will eventually be like flowers, only when the passion fades, it will wither and be lost, and people can't bear to witness'. The voice made him so excited that he didn't bother to say what was on his mind.

Fortunately, the girl in front of her could always understand his silence and what he wanted to say but did not say. With her, Fang Xing felt very comfortable and in tune, but that's all.

If there is no breakthrough, they will still be like two fellow travelers, walking in parallel, looking at each other, and influencing each other's paths, but they will never come together and will not approach each other's lives.

That original favor will not die over time, but will gradually wither.

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